Time is ticking.

These days, Jiang Yuanshen is playing movies at home day and night-

Start with Disney's Alice in Wonderland, Summer Adventures, The Lion King.

and then slowly to a series of world masterpieces such as "Forrest Gump", "The Great Gatsby", and "The Shawshank Redemption".

"Nothing happens casually, it's all part of the plan, fatalism!"

The lines on the screen were one after another, and Jiang Yuan was too lazy to listen to them anymore, so he simply put on headphones and let his attention float freely in the music.

After a while, he started listening to music again, and he found it more beautiful than usual.

But soon, Jiang Yuanshen found that this way of distraction was inexplicably disgusting, just like the endless participation in any club activities after he went to school in Tokyo.

It's like adding a catalyst to time, it's his initiative to forget, and if he knows it, he might get angry.

He cut off the movie in the climax complex, took off the headphones in the chorus, and slept with his eyes closed on the thick quilt on the sofa.

The whole person slept from day to night, and then from night to day, and slept until he had a splitting headache.

There was a knock on the door every day, but after a few knocks each time, the people outside the door left, and the next day they knocked again.

Sunlight from the corners of the curtains shatters on the TV screen, and scattered light particles slip into the room.

However, just then, the door rang again.

Unlike in the past, what came to the ears was like thunder, which shook people's scalps and frightened them.

Jiang Yuan stood up cautiously and looked in the direction of the door in a daze.

- What is this to do?

"Sawing! I say saw, saw! I'll take care of it! ”

A brutal and unreasonable coquettish shout sounded outside the door, and then the roar of the chainsaw fell into my ears.

The sharp blade stabbed into the door's body, and the sawdust was like a snowflake being thrown.

Soon, the door was shattered by the chainsaw, and a large expanse of light seeped into the space.

A girl in a black dress stepped in, her light brown sandals trampling on the wooden floor, making a nice crisp sound.

The sunlight seeping from the door was particularly dazzling, and Jiang Yuan narrowed his eyes cautiously.

His gaze was like a tiny ray of light on the surface, climbing down on the body of the girl with a hazy halo all over her body.

She has long black and silky black hair, a slender and full figure, a black dress that covers the curve of her hips, and there is no trace of muddy clear voice coming out of her lips.

"What are you doing?"

Jiang Yuan looked at Kurosawa in front of him blankly, and the dismembered door lying on the ground was completely able to enter the scrap yard.

The carpenter who finished the work outside, counted the money in his hand, hummed a small song and rode away on a medium-displacement motorcycle.

"I want to ask, what the hell are you doing?" He asked, stunned.

Kurosawa raised his eyebrows, crossed his slender waist with one hand and said, "So you're not dead?" ”

"What kind of answer is this? You know that this is destroying private property and forcibly entering private homes? ”

Jiang Yuanshen's response in words was impatient, and Kurosawa's pity seemed to be observed through intuition.

She leaned her arms on the back of the sofa, her bangs swaying, and her smooth lips flashed with an inexplicable smug smile:

"If you die alone in the house, it will stink."

"I'm not alive."

"So I can't just watch you rot, it's polluting."

"I'm really not dead." Jiang Yuanshen lay down again and covered the quilt, "I'll ask you for the compensation for the door." ”

As soon as he heard that he was messing up again, Kurosawa glared at him with a dissatisfied face, straightened up and said, "How can a boy entertain a girl like this?" ”

"How can a guest tear down the host's door and ask for a hospitality." Jiang Yuanshen muttered in the futon.

"It's not that I won't compensate you, what I have is money, whether you want the Golden Gate or the Silver Gate, I can give it to you."

"I'm going to ask you to tear down this door."

"......" Kurosawa's pity-loving moist cherry lips revealed the sweet fragrance of peaches, squinted his eyes and stared at the futon and said, "If you don't get up again, I'll find someone to throw your quilt into the sea." ”

"I'll call the police."

"It's okay, my family will help me settle everything, you don't have to be afraid, because you have no power or power, and it is easy to be suppressed by people like me in this society."

"......" Jiang Yuanshen poked his gaze out of the futon.

Kurosawa is very concerned about grooming, raising his fingers to brush his bangs, smoothing them all the way from his forehead to his small ears.

"What do you want to do?" He asked.

"I'm not going to do anything, I'm just bored and come to play with you."

When Kurosawa opened her mouth to speak, she suddenly heard the sound of the chair in the living room being moved.

Jiang Yuan thought that Kurosawa had brought others with him, but he propped up his body and found that it was a golden retriever walking around the dining table. ，

Its wagging tail keeps banging on the tables and chairs, and it keeps making a "poof" sound, doesn't it really hurt?

Kurosawa sat on the couch opposite, a bag on the table.

She leaned forward, her elbows resting on her fair thighs under her skirt, and her small mouth was soft like flower petals.

"This is my dog, called Firewood, now eight months."

Her eyes were like particles sprinkled with stars, and she met the golden hair's black eyes, and her tone was surprisingly gentle.

The innocent face of the golden retriever is so cute, it looks fluffy, and Jiang Yuanshen also wants to reach out and touch it.

"I think I've seen it before." Jiang Yuan said calmly.

The corners of Kurosawa's mouth lifted slightly, and said, "When I first came to the island, it suddenly ran away while I wasn't looking, and you should have seen it at that time." ”

The scene of that day surfaced in Jiang Yuanshen's memory, and together with the figure of shaking the apricot in the sky, it suddenly became heavy.

"Shaoxing likes this dog very much, and said that she wants to be friends with the owner of this dog."

"Oh, and that's fine, if you're a friend." Kurosawa said suddenly.

Jiang Yuanshen was stunned for a moment, looked at her blankly and said, "Can you make friends?" ”

Kurosawa raised her eyebrows slightly, glared at him unhappily, and said, "Who has stipulated that I can't make friends?" ”

"No, I'm just surprised, because you don't like to have friends." Jiang Yuanshen said cross-legged on the sofa.

"What stupid are you talking about?" Kurosawa clenched his little hand in front of his lips, put on an arrogant posture and said, "Ahem, I don't think anyone wants to build relationships, but the object I want to build is not ordinary people." ”

Jiang Yuanshen was quite surprised that she could say such a thing.

The corners of his mouth raised an imperceptible arc: "It takes a willful person like you to do it." ”

However, Kurosawa Pity shook his head, and his eyes shone in the middle of the night:

"No, one wayward person is enough, otherwise it won't last long to gather together."

"What are these words?"

"My dad said that, because my mom is like that, so they've been around for a long time."

I don't know what to show off, Kurosawa raised his eyebrows at Jiang Yuanshen, and a deep smile was on the corner of his mouth.

"Hey, your mother must be a very beautiful beauty."

"Of course, my mom is the most beautiful in the world, and I am the second most beautiful in the world."

Listening to her childish words, Jiang Yuanshen couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "What are these words, like a child." ”